Sunday, April 21, 2019

Till I am Lost in You




Till I am lost in you I will n’er be found
But in the finding there is life beyond my blighted bounds
Utterly dependent, totally subsumed
You give me life abundant for a  life lived in  a tomb.

I heard my name though I was deaf I saw with eyes that were blind
A resurrection beyond death A symphony, a light divine
That raises men up from their graves, and sees sin put to death
To hope of glory we are saved, to breathe immortal breath

To live and move and have our being
Within this light that I am seeing
For without Him  there’s nothing I can do
To gain real life that  makes me new
No there’s nothing I can do
Till I am lost in You

In Him through Him and to Him  All things in Him consist
So worship now is due Him   for In Christ I now exist
For Christ the King abides within  the heart that He has entered in
To transform clay until the day  We are found solely in Him.

To live and move and have our being
Within this light that we are seeing
For without Him  there’s nothing we can do
To gain real life or be made new
No there’s nothing we can do
Till we are lost in You

Anthony Foster
Easter Sunday
April 21, 2019

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